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first. I took it off of my finger and looked at
it. It Avas really a tiny little bit of a thing—it
couldn’t be Avorth so very much. At home I
had a pair of skates, sure enough. I would
willingly seli them. But I couldn’t possibly
ask the mate to go up into our attic and get
them and sell them for me. What in the Avorld
should I give him? Suddenly a brilliant idea
struck me. My neAv umbrella—he should have
my neAv umbrella. And I Avould tell the mate
at the same time that I had made a mistake,
that I Avasn’t tAvelve years old, only eleven
years and five months. I took the umbrella
and Avent quickly across the deck to find the
mate. To be on the safe side I took the ring off
of my finger and held it in my hand. It might
be he Avould Avant both ring and umbrella. But
it Avas impossible to find him. I Avandered fore
and aft and peeked into all the hatclnvays—but
I couldn’t get a glimpse of that sharp nose of
his anywhere. Finally I discovered him sitting
in a little cabin, writing.
I established myself in the doorway and
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